My Lovable Serial Killer

. / * Part 2 * \ .

"Stop that, RIGHT NOW!" He shouted loudly to her as he was getting fed up of her resisting. "Just you wait until we get there and you'll regret that" he threatened

I didn't care but I stopped. I put one foot on the back of his seat and used my other foot to kick his arm to see if the car would swerve. 

He easily gained control of the car after it slightly swerved and he forced the breaks as he parked the car. He stepped out and shut the door. He opened her door, bringing her with the door as she was handcuffed to it. He uncuffed one of her hands and cuffed them behind her, dragging her inside and locking the door. All of the doors and windows were locked anyway. He forced her into a room and put a collar on her that was chained to the wall. He uncuffed her and locked the door to the room.

I tried to shake the thing off my throat as it hurt really bad. My legs eventually started to hurt so I sat down, kept trying to get away but I couldn't so I started to cry. 

He rolled his eyes as he heard her crying. He wasn't sensitive to other's pain anymore as his occupation didn't allow him. "What is is?" He mumbled at the other side of the door

"I want to go home," I cried and tried to uncuff my hands by myself but I couldn't. "I want to see my mom," I cried harder and laid on the floor. 

He sighed and looked out the window for a minute before going over to her. He uncuffed her hands and loosened the collar a Little, but it was tight enough that she couldn't take it off.

I rubbed my wrists in pain as they hurt from the cuffs. I glared at him before turning away and crying more into my hands, I felt so alone. 

He grunted and stood up. He walked out of the room and locked the door. He wasn't really bothered what she was feeling as he was void of emotion.

After he left and tried to take off the collar, what a stupid man. I took it off and stood behind the door, one of his vases in hand,"Help me!" I screamed so when he came in I would hit his head with this. 

He heard her but there was a peep hole in the door. He looked through it and saw she had undone the collar. He tutted. "That's not very good behavior now, is it" he said sternly through the door, the last two words he snarled. He would wait for her to fall asleep or get too weak to fight him. 

I screamed in frustration and threw the vase on the ground. I looked at one of the pieces and went to it, holding it against my neck and was about to do it.

He watched her and unlocked the door. He grabbed the piece of vase, throwing it across the room. He restrained her arm behind her back and wrestled her to the floor

I whimpered out in pain and tried to wiggle away, I didn't want to be here. "'Let me go!" I sobbed and tried to move my hands away from his hold. 

He held her there and didn't move until she was calmer. "Look, just calm down a bit" he said a little quieter so she would stop lashing out. "I'm not going to hurt you or anything so stop panicking"